Waltzing matilda whipped out her wallet, the sexy boy smiled in dismay.
She took out four twenties cause she liked round figures,
Everybodys a queen for a day.
Oh, babe, I'm on fire and you know how I admire your body, why dont we slip away?
Although I'm sure youre certain, its a rarity me flirtin', sha-la-la-la, this way.

Luscious and gorgeous, oh what a hunk of muscle, call out the national guard.
She creamed in her jeans as he picked up her means from off of the formica topped bar,
And cascading slowly, he lifted her wholly and boldly out of this world,
And despite peoples derision proved to be more than diversion, sha-la-la-la, later on.

And then sha-la-la-la-la, he entered her slowly and showed her where he was coming from,
And then sha-la-la-la-la, he made love to her gently, it was like she'd never ever cum,
And then sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la, when the sun rose and he made to leave, you know, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la, neither one regretted a thing.

Hey, that cunt's not breathing, I think shes had too much of something or other, hey, man, you know what I mean?
I dont mean to scare you, but youre the one who came here, and youre the one whos gotta take her when you leave.
I'm not being smart or trying to be cold on my part and Im not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve, but you know people get all emotional and sometimes, man, they just dont act rational, they think theyre just on tv.

Sha-la-la-la, man, why dont you just slip her away?

You know, I'm glad that we met man, it really was nice talking and I really wish that there was a little more time to speak.
But you know it could be a hassle trying to explain myself to a police officer about how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed.
And its not like we could help, but there was nothing no one could do, and if there was, man, you know I would have been the first!
But when someone turns that blue, well, its a universal truth and then you just know that bitch will never fuck again.
By the way, thats really some bad shit that you came to our place with but you ought to be more careful around the little girls.
Its either the best or its the worst, and since I dont have to choose I guess I wont and I know this aint no way to treat a guest, but why dont you grab your old lady by the feet and just lay her out on the darkened street and by morning, shes just another hit and run?
You know, some people got no choice, and they cant never find a voice to talk with that they can even call their own.
So the first thing that they see that allows them the right to be, why they follow it, you know, its called:
Bad luck.

Believe me, that its just a lie, that's what she tells her friends.
'Cause the real song, the real song which she wont even admit to herself, beat narrow heart, the song lots of people know.
It's a painful song, full of sad truth, it lasts all sad songs, penny for a wish. A wish wont make you a soldier.
A pretty kiss on a pretty face cant have its way,
For tramps like us
Who were born to pay.

Love is gone away, and theres no one here now and theres nothing left to say, but, oh, how I miss him, baby. Oh, baby, come on and slip away.
Come on, baby, why dont you slip away?

i tried really hard to get into solo John Cale. was really disappointed though because he was always the crazier, more out there element of VU but if anything his solo stuff is way more traditional and tame than Lou Reed's. i'm not a huge Lou solo fan either, except for Transformer, Coney Island Baby, Berlin and that one song Street Hassle (but not the rest of the album). but yeah, i didn't find any solo John Cale songs i liked at all.

Basically though, it's a mixture of pure charisma, good looks (though not always), strength, empathy for others, grace in every single movement and above all, NOT GIVING A FLYING FUCK ABOUT WHAT ANYONE ELSE THINKS.

Cool is the ability to be the cat's PJs in any room, no matter who else is there, it transcends money, social class etc.